Fun Shirts & Other Ramblings

So, I just found this blog (thank you, Rachel, for leading me to it) and the lady makes such cute stuff (I am ordering a few of her Africa shirts). It is called Pitter Patter Art (click on the name and you will link to it). I'm really excited!

Also, tonight I am really lonely (don't worry, Gran'ma, the kids don't know). But I am looking forward to tomorrow! My parents (who I miss so much it actually hurts inside) are coming for a visit and my husband (who has been gone for the better part of three weeks) will also be coming home. I can't wait! The move has been good, but sometimes I just miss hugs and laughter. . .they are here but sometimes they are harder to come by still. . .I know it will get better.

And I'm missing my boy I've never met. It is so past time to bring him home. I will be leaving two weeks from today and it cannot get here soon enough!!!

And some happy news: Hays just got back from a "field trip" to Camp Red Cloud. The entire fifth grade went for three days and he had the best time! He got to canoe and rappel (130 foot cliff) and horseback ride and play in the SNOW and tour a mine! He loved it! (Coincidentally, Red Cloud is where I spend 74 of the first 90 days I was married and I hated it. . .I'm glad he had a different experience!)

Hays rappelling!!!

Hays with a couple of guys from his class.

Hays with Kenna (his new BFF) and Jonathan.

Comments

Nancy Page said…

i LOVE that site! that girl's stuff is adorable. i'm so glad your parents are coming to see you, what a fun treat! miss you, love you!

October 24, 2009 at 8:26 AM

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